Is it possible to have been married and divorced and no one ever know?

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He stopped in front of us and my mind immediately filled with thoughts no good Christian girl should know anything about. I wonder what he looks like wet and naked. I looked around hoping I hadn’t said that out loud.

“Hello, Taylor.” He smiled.

Oh God, did You recycle Barry White’s voice box and put it inside this beautiful package? My hormones and body went into a tailspin and I was ruined for any other man on this planet.

“Hi Moses. I’m glad you came.”

He kissed the back of her hand and replied, “Thank you for inviting me. Good evening, I’m Moses Adair.” He took my hand, turned it over and gently kissed it. I think my uterus just flipped over.

Moses, lead me to the Promise land. “Alexandra Miller.”

“Are you the Alex?” He asked.

If I wasn’t, I was now. “Which Alex would that be?” I replied with a smile.

“The Alex I’ve been hearing people talk about all evening.”

“Depends on what you’ve heard.” I’m trying to flirt and that’s not something I’m good at. I wanted to tell him, “I’m whoever I need to be in order to keep talking to you.”

“Excuse me,” Taylor said and left us standing in the middle of the room.

“I heard a woman say she hoped the pink dress Alex was wearing would be available at the store, because she liked the way it…” He slowly looked me up and down. When his eyes met mine, he was smiling. I instantly recognized that smile. It’s the same one I had when I first spotted him. “…framed her face.”